Keira rushed into base to the living quarters looking for Jack. "JACK!" She shouted looking around. Her eyes narrowed as she slammed the door open. She looked at the beaten man. Her eyes were covered in tears. She looked at his bed. Keira knew it was happening. "What.... happened?"
Francine smiled. "Nice to meet you kind sir." She said aloud. Francine sort of looked to the left and sighed. Her eyes seemed a little troubled about where she really belonged now. Francine had an idea of what to do when she was through with this battle.

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Jack smiled when he saw Kiera. He sat up on the bed, wincing as he did so.

"I won. I beat the Lion. Dalit should be safe. I analyzed the shadow that had been put on Urashi and learned how to do it myself. Now the Lion will kill if he cannot be made into the Chimera. That means they're going to be rushed into making the Chimera and there will be more room for error. Meaning...we may not have to fight the Chimera..."

He smiled at Kiera. He'd thrown down and did what he had to do, and things were looking up. However, he got the feeling his presence was needed elsewhere.

Keira put her hands over Jack and frowned. She closed her eyes and began speak in a language unknown to her. She opened them and a green wind filled the room. Faeries came out of the wind and hugged themselves around Jack's wounds.

After they disappeared Keira looked down at Jack in a disappointment. She sighed and sat on Jack right before he totally healed and was sort of bruised. "What are you trying to proove? I know we now have a chance... but getting yourself almost killed."

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Jack laughed as Kiera sat on him, causing him to fall backwards on the bed and hit his head on the concrete wall. He made an "umph" sound as the cracking sound. His eyes opened widely and he reached back to hold his head.

"Ow! Kiera!"

He glared at her for a moment before he began laughing. He was finally happy. Not the smug, depressed happy that had haunted him for a long time now, but a true happy that made him feel like he could do anything.

"I dunno, Kiera, I guess I just have to make sure you all know around here how much you need my sorry ass."

He couldn't stop laughing. In 8 hours, there would be bloodshed, but that wasn't in his mind right now. He layed there with Kiera on his waist, the rest of him laid back against the bed.

Xeios looked from side to side, he lef the car, and realized the ingredients to his spell were not gathered. Grrr. Xeios thought of the things he wanted to do to the others. To those who did not listen to him. He walked into the government facility, and kicked down several doors leading to the head honchos in the facility.He slammed his fists on the table.

"Whose GOD DAMN idea was it to deny us our REQUESTS! We would have been able to destroy them all, surpass the extensive and superpower that the chimaera was supposed to have. We would have been able to channel all of the energy in the planet with that spell. We would have been able to summon complete destruction for all those who oppose you. And now, since you have failed to give a simple request, you have failed us, and lost all amounts of power that you could have acheived. WEmay only now hope to attain enough power to level an insignificant building or two. You FOOLISH MEN, We see no reason to continue this deal or engagement with you, and We will refuse to continue with this pathetic project. This kind of chance only comes around every hundred-thousand years, and you blew it."

Xeios huffed, lifted the table, and threw it into the nearest wall. He turned and disappeared into a shadow created when the table moved directly in the way of the chandelier light above the desk. He was sitting in his room, made specifically to forbid shadowwalking, sitting there with a single piece of paper. Ready to leave at a moments notice.

Sandra leaned on the door and smirked. She looked at the ground. "It was the Lion's idea... Of course..."
Keira smiled. She sighed. "Your depression is just as contagious." She shook her head and looked down at him. "You know..." Her smile faded. "I don't like this prophecy..." Finally she spoke her mind. "Not one bit."

*Morrighan finally spoke again, she had remained silent since Keira had burst into the room to help Jack, her thoughts on vampires. She desperately wanted to kill Xeios for what he had done earlier and for betraying them all... but at the same time she felt sorry for him. A thought occured to her at that moment, and she looked at both Jack and Keira*

Keira looked around. "He's around, he's always watching." She said with a smirk. "Speak his name and he will listen to you." Keira took out the book and read a page. "The falcon will rise to the executioner and teach what will be needed in life." She turned a page skipping items. "She wrote... The death of a falcon is lonely and the burden it bears to the wind is a sad tragedy." Keira continued to read on. "The last falcon died with out saying good bye to the wind, a mistake that will not be tolerated again." Her eyes looked through the book again and she shut it. "She said there was another falcon and a wind."

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Jack looked up at the cieling nonchalantly as Kiera talked to Morrighan, only sitting up when Kiera had lifted her behind from his body. His eyes were pained as he listened to the prophecy. He knew his fate was to die one day...but he wouldn't let the prophecy come true.

"That's how the prophecy goes...But I denounce it. I swear to both of you, that will not happen. I can't die until Kiera is dead or no longer needs me. Her orders. And Kiera's words are much more concrete than those of a god's."

"Another Falcon and Wind? How do you know which set is which. For all you know someone else is the last Falcon... someone that comes much later. Jack's a defiant bastard, so I'm sure that he wouldn't let something like that happen anyway. It says that the Falcon teaches the Execuitioner... it doesn't say the 'Last Falcon'."

Kaijin Surohm
I'll save you all time:My opinion is completely diffrent from yours. Thus, you should hate me and not get to know me. I just saved you 3 days worth of arguements.

Chaos' body twitched with pain. His body began to swell as if his muscles instantly began stronger, and more bulky. He clutched his sides with his clawed hands, slicing his sides with the blades he called claws.

Falling to his kneeds, his eyes buldged, wided eyed, as if they were going to jump from their sockets. His hair began to burn in a black flame, and turn to ash from the bottom up.

His eyes darkened from a blood red, to a black, pulsating, and finally, turning pure black, with red retinas.

After moments, his bulky body deflated, of sorts, and reformed back to his lanky, scrawny form. Claw marks all over his body torn his outfit to peices, with slashes everywhere. A chain found it's way wrapped around his left wrist, up his arm, and down the side of his torso, how it was there, he couldn't figure, but he assumed it happened during the ritual. A highly forbidden spell...

The Ritual of Soul Fushion.

He looked up from the painful spot in the woods he took up that long time ago, tears of blood came down his face as he looked around. The shadows were pulsating within his eyes, living to him. He could hear every word from every being that spoke near a shadow. It was an unspeakable feeling... Chaotic of sorts, but his psycosis... was gone?

The voices though were enough to drive his very being into chaos. Fitting...

"Where is Chaos?" He looked up and around, hearing a familiar voice. He was gone for so long performing, it was so vague to him.

He wraped his arms around his lanky body and twirled into the darkness under him.

Slowly, he began to form under Morrighan. This hideous form of Chaos that once was the riviting, youthful look. Now distorted, with dried blood tears down his cheeks, black eyes with red retinas, short black spikey hair, in place of his long flowing spikes, a gruesome silver chain wraped around his upper left body, a long, dull, look of death inplace of his ingenious hidden mysteek. He was truely diffrent.

"Falcon..." His voice was a distant echo, as if it came from miles in a diffrent direction, not even remotly close to the moving moth set upon the monsterous Chaos that stood behind Morrighan. "Falcon... Exicutioner...."

He stared right through Morrighan, at Keira as if she wasn't even there, then through Keira, through the wall. Eyes wondering, with crippling power that flowed through him. His body twitched and spasimed with each black lightning bolt that flowed through him, forcing his body to hunch.

"Death to the stand-in.... Death will come to the Traitor... The Master wishes it... Master... Wishes.... Death..." His voice still a distant echo, but heard like a boombing sound to Keira and Morrighan.

Keira looked shocked at the disfigured Chaos. "Chaos..." She said finally. She walked over to him and put a hand on his face. "What's wrong? What happened to you?" She was scared, but she kept a calm gaze.

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Jack's body shook when Chaos entered the room. The energy that Chaos had gathered was supreme, it now matched or surpassed him, it was hard to tell. Vampric and magical energies were different so they couldn't truly be matched to each other. His face turned grim as he looked at Chaos' face.

The signs were evident. Chaos had fused his soul with something else, another soul or a mana-emitting artificat. Jack had done so not too long ago, only last week. However, Jack's artificat hadn't deformed him, it had only supplied power to him. Chaos must have infused with something that had a personality...

The signature of the Soul Infusing Spell still remnated around Chaos. The energy hit Jack and caused the tattoo-like markings, the dark blue inscribings left from the orb, faded back into view for a moment, before he regained control over his power and disabled it.

*Morrighan jumped slightly as Chaos spoke, not expecting the Vampire to be there nor his voice to be so loud. His energy was almost palpable and it terrified her to a degree... but at the same time she could not help smiling*

"Well, that takes care of our Vampire problem... I'm just glad that you are on our side, Chaos."

Kaijin Surohm
I'll save you all time:My opinion is completely diffrent from yours. Thus, you should hate me and not get to know me. I just saved you 3 days worth of arguements.

Slowly, Chaos stood straight, his movements jerked by the black lightning that occacionally swirled around him, his eyes closing.

His clawned hands formed into normal hands, and gripped tightly. Only a few moments passed before his eyes opened once more, revealing his cocky red, insane eyes, and qwerky grin.

"That really... REALLY fucking hurt..." He brought his right hand up and rubbed the back of his neck, while his left hand wiped the blood off his cheeks. "I see I've been outa commission for quite some time... Took longer then I planed on." He kept his grin on.

Kevin's radar blipped. Something was coming. Something different.
"DAMN YOU! I'LL CRUSH YOU! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!" Adam's insanity boiled, as his mech blasted off through the air. HE was nearing the Ullric compound, and would be tere in a matter of minutes.
"Go to visual." The holographic display appeared inside of the cockpit; it was an M-90 Battle Mech. Type 2. Kevin's eyes widened. "Oh, shit... Father! get back to the 369 facility! Now! Francine! Get you and your pack back inside that house, and put up those walls. We got company; company that only I can deal with. Go!" The Father nodded. "Good luck, Kevin! God Bless."
"Thanks, Father." Kevin readied himself, as the gun;s barrel finally cooled off, and the Father sped away in his jeep...

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

Jack stood, his eyes on the ground. He threw off his jacket onto his bed and looked out the window. The snow had stopped falling on the land, leaving only behind it's mess to clean up. He smiled with a small laugh to himself.

"Maybe we've got second chances. Maybe I'll die but still be alive. But, there's no time to ask questions. If it's my time to die, so be it."

Jack turned to the door, opening it's mechanical slider with a press of a button.

"Kiera, please organize our troops into a functioning army strong enough to attack the Government Headquarters in 8 hours.

Chaos, can you call off the Aren's vendetta against us?

And Morrighan, please grab some rest before we go. How about in an hour we discuss plans concerning the battle and the Chimera? Hmm?"

He turns and looks the others with a smile.

"Well?"

The Lion walked solemnly outside Xeios' room, a large group of soldiers behind him. He stooped and looked at Xeios, his grin widening. He pressed a single red button on the door and the hiss of an airlock sprang to life. Gas shot out of pores in the wall into Xeios' room, instantly making any vampiric creature in the room put into a deep coma. He waited a second until the gas dissolved out of the room, then opened the door and allowed the soldiers to run in. They bound Xeios in vampire-proof restraints, and rushed his body out of the room.

The Lion, now with a patched up shoulder, commanded. "Send him to the Chimera room with the All-Knowing. Also, send the Diablo in there. I'll be in momentarily."

His sinister grin grew. All was going according to plan.

Adam calmed his insanity without touching his boundless rage. His plans were falling apart, piece by piece. But with this mech, he knew with this customized mech, he could destroy the army that had crushed his pride, and he should start with the man who had been his competition in the Government, his rival, his ultimate enemy.

His mouth dripped with the hopes of spilling Kevin's blood. And now, his mech was flailing at the field in front of the Ulrich manor, dropping closer and closer to where the little ants stood.

Sandra's eyes widened as she was grabbed by the gaurds. She growled and changed into wolf form. She knew exactly what was going on. She gripped her teeth around the juggular valve on the first gaurd's neck and killed him instantly. Sandra jumped on the other one and whipped him with her tail. That knocked the guy out for he fainted at the sight of his partners blood. She ran straight to the room that Xeios was in. Where is he? She thought. She could feel his presence, but she couldn't get in. Sandra wanted control and she did not want to let go of that. She felt it wasn't time enough yet.
Francine nodded. "Maurelous you heard him. You're faster than me, get them all in there!"

Maurelous nodded and ran to the main pack sending the message. Everyone ran inside and the walls grew above the compound.
"We have to hurry..." Keira said. "It's only a matter of time before he combines with the others."

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This isn't about you and your loud mouth,This is about me and my fucking beard.

The Lion began laughing as he walked towards Sandra alone, an open super-heavy duty permanant marker in his hands. He waved it around the room, laughing louder.

"Do you what you were made to do, Sandra. WE MADE YOU, and hell, you're going to be a part of the Chimera."

He grabbed her head and shoved the marker in her face, laughing.

"The Chimera is going to be completed in exactly 8 hours and 30 minutes. NO delays."

Adam's mech careened through the air and landed in a pile of snow, shaking up the tranquility of the snowfall and the ground. Each flake flew into the air about him and began drifting upwards, as his possesed glare never left Kevin.

Sandra held her breath. Her eyes teared up and she couldn't do anything to stop it. After all she was a pawn and Sandra had to face it. Before she was totally knocked out she looked up at him with a smirk. "I won't give in, with you.. I'll kill you first then the all knowing."